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However, his appearance and temperament are too outstanding, and the other party dare not make mistakes.

Soon he made a report to the higher authorities.

The play of pretending to be forceful and slapping the face was not staged.

After a while, a handsome young man in fine clothes trotted over.Immediately, he said respectfully: "It's really you, Your Majesty Pfister! We meet again, and your demeanor is even better than before! I'm Edlas Blackmoore, you can just call me Ed."

Pfister's thoughts turned when he heard this.

It really is not without reason that there is a reason for the underworld.

Blackmoore had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his facial features could still vaguely see the shadow of Terenas.

The other party's emotional intelligence is not as low as he imagined.

He actually chose to call him Your Majesty.

You must know that the term "mianxia" is not something that can be called casually, and it is only half a level behind your majesty in terms of honorific titles.

It's a bit taller than His Highness.

It is generally only used to refer to the late Fao, a religious leader recognized by human nations.

Even his disciple Benedictus does not enjoy this kind of treatment today.

Of course, Pfister has made outstanding contributions and achieved remarkable results, and the Tiris Law School under his control is the top power in the mainland.

The influence may not be worse than that of Faol.

Blackmoore's flattery is not wrong.

Although he didn't like it, but as the saying goes, you don't hit people with smiling faces, so Pfister couldn't help but nodded with a smile, and asked casually, "Ed, have you seen me before?"

Blackmore immediately said flatteringly: "Yes. Before I left, I saw the scene where you arranged defenses from a distance. I still remember that scene. My mother often told me about you and Marshal Lothar before she was alive. Your deeds inspire me to forge ahead. I have admired you for a long time!"

Pfister pondered for a moment, completely forgetting when he had seen this person.

However, Blackmore's words are conclusive, and there is a high probability that his words are not fake.

Thinking about it, the alliance had just suffered a new defeat at that time, and he was in a state of desperation, and he didn't care about irrelevant people at all.

The other party was a little boy at the time, and he didn't know where to observe secretly.

It's normal to be ignored by him.

The other party looks like a fanboy, whether it's pretending or not, it always makes people feel good.

So Pfister chatted with him one after another.

In this way, he came to the living room.

It has to be said that Blackmoore's disguise is pretty good.Not only is he handsome and handsome, but he also speaks elegantly and courteously.

It's just that Pfister is very clear about the nature of this person.

I was not confused by it, and had the idea of ​​supporting each other.

After all, as a plot party, he knows too well what kind of person Blackmoore is.

In the original time and space, Blackmoore taught Thrall combat skills and the art of war, but beat and scolded him frequently.

He was also made a gladiator, fighting all kinds of powerful enemies, hovering on the death line all year round.

He never thought of treating Thrall well in order to gain the other party's allegiance.

Then he used his identity and status to force the beautiful maid Taresa to commit herself to him.

Then, when Thrall's army pressed the border and wanted to rescue his compatriots, he was powerless and furious, beheading the head of Taressa who released Thrall to vent his anger.

Incapable of fighting a powerful enemy, he takes his own woman as a knife. This is the kind of person Pfister despises the most.

Moreover, Blackmoore not only has bad character, but also has extremely worrying IQ.

When killing people, he only wanted to enjoy himself, and he didn't understand his own situation at all.

Originally, he raised Thrall and there was some kind of love between the two parties.After killing Taressa, only endless hatred remained.

It can be said that he himself ruined the hope of survival.

What he did was comparable to brainless cannon fodder.

If it wasn't for a good background, he wouldn't even be qualified to be a villain.

Seeing that the greetings were almost over, Pfister also got to the point: "I heard that you adopted an orc, can I meet him?"

Blackmore immediately said with joy: "I didn't expect Sal—the green-skinned slave you mentioned. It's a great honor for me to reach the ears of your lord. Speaking of it, you came today by coincidence, Saar I happen to be in... um, fighting in the ring. I wonder if you would like to take a look at it?"

Pfister's thoughts turned when he heard this.

Secretly thought that the other party was really ruthless.

He doesn't know Thrall's exact birthday, but he thinks it should be around the year of Black Gate.

At most, he was in his early ten years old.

Seeing what this means, he has been sent to the arena.

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Chapter 221 Young Gladiator]

Pfister has little interest in gladiatorial combat.

As a top professional and military strategist, even real battles are commonplace for him.

Dueling, which is restricted by rules and played like a house, is naturally difficult to arouse his interest.

Even if it is a deathmatch.

But he wanted to see what level the young Thrall was.

Is it as amazing as he thought.

So he pushed the boat along and agreed.

Blackmoore immediately changed his face.

He said harshly to the followers behind him: "What are you doing in a daze, are you going to let His Majesty walk? Hurry up and prepare two good horses for us!"